An edit of mindfulness

From Mindfulness

We live in a world where thankfulness is a sport of comparison and showing gratitude for our blessings often requires that we first place them against a contrasting background of someone else’s less-fortunate circumstance to see the extent of what has been done for us. In this twisted world, privilege (used here as an umbrella…

1. If you treat friends like strangers, don’t be surprised when they act like strangers. 2. Guard your peace. It’s worth fighting for. 3. It’s not fair to ask people to be better for you when you’re the worst. 4. Your instincts aren’t perfect. You know, eh? Good. 5. Have you been anyone’s ‘miracle’ lately? Try it, you might like it. 6. You don’t have to agree with anything to respect it. 7. Religion may not appeal to you but a mockery of someone else’s faith gives no benefit. 8. 2019 – The Year of Consistency 9. Be useful to…

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Remember tubs of ice cream that got a second life as containers for soup (and misled more than a few of us in the freezer) and those faded plastic bags that just wouldn’t go away? Turns out our mothers were on to something – plastics deserve to be reused. In this world of hot trends, fast fashion and disposable everything, reuse isn’t something most people are into. It’s ironic that while recycling campaigns are championed on the one hand, on the other, there’s an eagerness to not be caught dead in last season’s collection. Yet, the ‘relics’ of spring/summer 2018…

Maybe you’re addicted to always doing something. I’m right there with you. There’s just something unnerving about not being occupied, so much so that I usually don’t know what to do with myself on (public) holidays and I often go back to doing the one thing I was given a break from – work. My weekends are almost as busy as my weekdays and not because I’m compelled but because I have forgotten how to unplug. It’s not safe. I know I must not carry on this way, so here’s what I’m doing to stop myself from hurting myself: 1. Using…

Making gratitude a lifestyle goes beyond the sporadic “thank you” and that equally infrequent overwhelming sense of privilege we feel, to a more deliberate attempt to cultivate a grateful heart. They say practice makes perfect, or at least gets us close enough to transforming a habit into a character. One way to practice gratitude is by going the extra mile of writing gratitude letters to people who have made a positive difference in our lives. An email works too, but this kind of “thank you” demands that we write on paper and deliver the letter in person. Very particular, I know, but if…

I’ve been feeling stuck lately, trapped in the torturous repetition of commuting, working and getting whatever joyless sleep I can. I cycle the loop weekday after weekday from one month to the next till it’s “Happy New Year!” and the old beginning of the same old life arrives with muted fanfare wherever the first of three hundred and sixty-five midnights finds me. All activities outside this routine are brief intermissions between the dreary acts of an extended real-life drama, flashes of relief from the grind. I wish adulthood came with a warning label: ‘This train doesn’t stop till you do, permanently. Get on at your…

If you forget that I’m a miracle, how will I excite? And if you become ordinary in my eyes, how will you delight? By nature, a relationship demands (some kind of) exposure to be. It requires a baring of souls and lives for the ones involved to learn about each other, grow into each other…

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